Despite the talk to myself about patience, I knew I had rushed things with Sheila last night. My patience had run out. Seeing her in another man's arm...s was the straw that broke the camel's back. I was tired of waiting. I was tired of watching Sheila date other men when I knew they weren't good enough for her. I was tired of not being the one to kiss her lips and touch her body.So I finally took what I wanted. And ruined it all.When Sheila finally came to, she had refused to look me in the eyes. So, I suppose you are telling me that that isn’t good enough?”Katie replied sternly, “It most certainly is not good enough. You need to be here when Gemma gets home and become a more responsible parent.”Marion supposed that being vague would lead to a punishment and so said, “I suppose I could get home once or twice a week.”Katie liked how Marion was being reticent and wondered if she was wanting to be disciplined and so tried, “You know what, Marion, I think you need to go across my lap and we. I got a boner and started stroking my dick. I was lost in her thought and forgot that there were my nephew’s toys lying beside me.Accidentally, my foot went over one of the toys and she saw me standing there with my dick in my hand! She quickly wrapped herself with a towel, came towards me and I put my dick inside my pajama fastly but we both knew that I was caught.She initially started scolding me for what I was doing but I didn’t care to hear any of that. Then she asked me to tell the truth.. My first thought was that some sort of religious punishment seemed very appropriate and deserved. I did some research, which taught me that it was a TERRIBLY thorny issue. I had thought of destroying something important; or if it was small enough, taking it away and giving it to one of their Arab neighbors; or maybe just picking it up and putting it back upside-down to be a constant reminder of God's displeasure with them - but all of the many possible targets had too much religious importance..